Count Constantine

Wang Zhong arrived in an alternate world and became embroiled in this world's global war.
What he gained was a cheat, akin to a real-time strategy game's overhead perspective, and he could even see through the eyes of his subordinates' units!
So, he decisively started micro-managing, "Shift the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank cannon in the forest on the right!"
Three years passed in this manner, and Wang Zhong looked at the marshal's baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor's envoy.
"In my hometown, there's an old saying, 'Princes and generals, are they not sprung from the masses?' Envoy, do you know of it?"

Cannon Fire Arc

As soon as he entered the headquarters of the 401st Temporary Infantry Division, he frowned slightly, "Why are there so few staff officers?"


The person who looked to be the chief of staff stroked his chin awkwardly and said, "The shortage of staff officers is too great. A temporary infantry division like ours only has so few staff members, and not enough clerks are assigned, so they all have to take care of logistics, striving to ensure that everyone in the division gets something to eat."


Vasily: "General, have you forgotten about our situation when we were still the 151st Temporary Infantry Division?"


Wang Zhong remembered; back then Pavlov was almost worked to death, and his already bald head had become even balder.


"You can recruit clerks from the local offices."


The chief of staff shook his head: "They've all been hired away. Now, except for the regular troops, we're short of personnel everywhere."


Chapter 11 Tiger Hunting Plan